δεκατρία (Thirteen)

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Blood was pooling out of my wound. God, I always made mistakes, but this one is the worst mistake of all. I try to sit up but the pain flashes in my body. He looks down at me. He points his trident at me.

"Poseidon...I..." I mutter.

"Those aren't very convincing last words." Poseidon comments. 

"Please..." I say.

"Poseidon. I am King Dymas and I am begging you to spare his life." King Dymas walks forward.

Poseidon turns. 

"Who is a king to decide the fate of a God?" He asks.

"Poseidon, he is a hero in Syracuse." King Dymas says.

"So, you ordered the attack on my son?" He asks.

"I humbly apologize." King Dymas  kneels.

"I'll consider it after I kill you." Poseidon looks down at me.

"Just...do...it...already..." I gasp in the air. 

"Gladly." He smiles.

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I throw my trident down, but a sword blocks it. I turn. The young prince Proteus throws me back. He stands in front of Sinbad. What? What the?! He'd dare stand in my way? I'm Poseidon. I am the Earth Shaker. I am the Lord of the Oceans. 

"Why do you stand for this rift raft?" I ask.

"He's my friend." Proteus says.

"Proteus!" King Dymas scolds.

"Shut up." I glare at King Dymas.

He draws back.

"Why do you protect him? Have you forgotten who I am?" I ask.

"No, but a friend is worth protecting." Proteus says.

"Hmm..." I mutter.

Now this is interesting. No one has ever stood in my way before. He's got good guts. My son did attack his home. I warned him not to but sometimes kids don't listen. I look down at Sinbad. Even as he bleeds right in front of me, he still has that look in his eyes. I push Proteus. I grab Sinbad.

"So... I've decided to let you live, but with a test." I say.


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